Actorviews (1923)

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2 Actorviews interview with an actor I really know and really admire and ” “Don’t go too far!” said Mr. Drew. But he listened to reason. I flagged a cab — John Drew does not walk so briskly as he did twenty-five or fifty years ago — and as we climbed into it he said: “What’s the matter? Aren’t you well? You’ve spoiled about a mile of my walk.” And when I stopped in the drug store under his hotel and ordered a kola, he testily observed, “I should hope I’d be able to do a little better than that for you upstairs!” He was charged with dry humor as well as the damper hospitalities. I remember, I would not take the big stuffed chair, preferring to lounge at length on his padded window seat. And when finally he reluctantly did take it, it was to caricature the whole blooming institution of the actorial interview by saying, and saying as only John Drew can: “ ‘Yes,’ replied the famous actor, as he reclined in the easiest chair in his magnificent Blackstone apartment and spoke substantially as follows :” ! He tried to find a letter for me — it doesn’t matter, in fact I’ve forgotten, what the letter was about — but it was good to hear him “dash the souls” of all tidying chambermaids. And when somebody’s name came up — again I forget, but it was the name of somebody between fifty and one hundred years of age — Mr. Drew said that this party was “older than God.” Only, of course, he didn’t say “party”; that would be blasphemous language for John Drew. And this prompted me to ask him how old an